Chu Zhiyuan did not look at him, but looked at Li Cunren.

I feel like I am thinking.

He had heard Li Cunren's attitude towards Fengtian Palace before, and he thought he respected Fengtian Palace very much.

Fengtian Palace’s attitude towards Li Cunren makes people feel too arrogant.

After all, he is the eldest prince and the future emperor, but Fengtian Palace is merciless.

The Sun Qinghe, who was expelled from Fengtian Palace, was obviously Li Cunren's man.

It was the one who leaked the news to him.

Fengtian Palace wanted to punish him, but he used the most ruthless ones directly.

This is tantamount to slapping Li Cunren in the face.

Li Cunren was angry and it was not surprising that he was not polite to speak.

It can be seen that Li Cunren is not that afraid of Fengtian Palace.

The relationship between the two is quite complicated.

Lan Mingxuan said slowly: "Has the prince-in-law heard this news?"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "What news? I just came over and before I could speak, the two gentlemen came."

Of course he won't admit it honestly.

This is asking for trouble, and there is no need to do so. Sometimes you still have to lie.

This leaves room for each other and takes care of both sides' faces.

"Haha..." Lan Mingxuan smiled.

The middle-aged Wu Xun laughed: "Is it such a coincidence?"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "There are so many coincidences in the world, and this one is not bad."

"Mr. Prince Consort, this matter..."

"Slow down, I really don't know what's going on, so I don't have to tell me."

"The prince-consort is a smart person." Lan Mingxuan said slowly: "But the prince-consort shouldn't have known about this."

His eyes were on Li Cunren.

Li Cunren said angrily: "My sister-in-law is not an outsider!"

Lan Mingxuan said seriously: "Can your highness forget the identity of the prince-consort?"

Li Cunren snorted: "My sister-in-law is not that kind of person, and she will not disclose it to Yu Jing!"

Lan Mingxuan sighed and shook his head and said, "Your Highness is still so naive."

"I'm not naive, I'm sincere!" Li Cunren said: "I won't be so slack."

"This is not possible." Lan Mingxuan said: "There is no mistake in this matter."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Mr. Lan means how to deal with me?"

Lan Mingxuan said slowly: "I would like to ask the prince to condescend to visit my Fengtian Palace!"

Chu Zhiyuan raised his sword eyebrows.

Li Miaotan sneered: "Mr. Lan, is this over?"

"Your Highness, this is also for our Phoenix Dynasty, and we have to do so."

"The prince consort is Prince Yu Jing, and I am Yu Jing's princess's concubine. Do you also need to be imprisoned in Fengtian Palace?"

"Your Highness the Princess misunderstood." Lan Mingxuan shook his head.

Li Cunren snorted: "This is the prince consort, not a casual person!...I don't agree with you doing so randomly!"

"Your Highness also misunderstood." Lan Mingxuan said.

"What's the misunderstanding?" Li Cunren snorted: "Isn't it imprisonment? The prince consort wants to imprison, is it the same for us prince?"

Lan Mingxuan said: "We are asking the prince-in-law to go to the Tongling Pavilion to comprehend."

"Spirit Pavilion?"

"How about asking your husband to go to the Tongling Pavilion to comprehend?"

"Where is Tongling Pavilion?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.

He has never heard of this place.

Li Miaotan whispered: "A attic in Fengtian Palace contains some ancient things."

Chu Zhiyuan thought: "Ancient things..."

Lan Mingxuan said: "Does the prince-consort know the origin of our Fengtian Palace?"

"I don't know." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "I guess it's similar to the Imperial Heavenly Prison, right?... Could it be the descendant of the Gods?"

His eyes were turned to Li Miaotan and smiled, "Like a wife, have the bloodline of the gods?"

Lan Mingxuan said slowly: "We are the descendants of the heavenly beings."

Chu Zhiyuan Xuan's eyebrows.

This answer is both unexpected and unexpected.

Just as the gods still have the bloodline of the gods, the gods should not have been completely cut off.

In particular, Fengtian Palace, the Imperial Heavenly Prison and the Wentian Pavilion have both powers that surpass martial arts.

This made him vaguely suspect that it was related to the gods.

I didn't expect it to be the descendant of the gods.

"We call these ancient things spiritual traces." Lan Mingxuan said slowly: "So it is called Tongling Pavilion."

"Lingji..." Chu Zhiyuan said: "What is the relationship with Lingzun?"

"It may be relevant, or it may not matter. It depends on your own understanding." Lan Mingxuan said: "Those who have high understanding will often improve their cultivation when entering Tongling Pavilion."

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Li Miaotan.

Li Miaotan nodded slightly: "Entering the Tongling Pavilion is a shortcut to practice."

"Madam, have you been there?"

"No." Li Miaotan said: "I am not qualified to enter the Tongling Pavilion."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Mrs. I am qualified?"

Lan Mingxuan said: "The prince consort is indeed qualified to enter the Tongling Pavilion."

"Son-in-law," Li Cunren said: "Because you have killed enough demons and demons."

"Haha..." Chu Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head and said, "Is this a credit?"

Li Cunren said solemnly: "Son-in-law, killing so many demons and demons, you have made contributions to our Phoenix Dynasty and to the entire human race!"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Thank you, brother."

"My father has been preparing to reward you, but you have made contributions again and again, and the rewards have to be added layer by layer, so it has been delayed until now." Li Cunren said: "It seems that it has been put this time."

He looked at Lan Mingxuan: "Mr. Lan, is this the father's idea?"

Lan Mingxuan shook his head: "We don't know what the emperor thinks. The prince consort killed so many demons and demons, which meets the conditions for entering the psychic pavilion. In the past hundred years, it is probably only the prince consort can enter the psychic pavilion."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "You need to kill enough demons and demons when entering Tongling Pavilion?"

Lan Mingxuan said solemnly: "I haven't killed enough demons and demons, so I can't enter the Tongling Pavilion."

Chu Zhiyuan thought about something.

Li Miaotan said: "Husband, go to Tongling Pavilion. I also happen to go to the extraterritorial battlefield. Maybe when I come back, you will come out, and we will all make progress."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "How long will it take?"

"It depends on the understanding and fortune of the prince-consort." Lan Mingxuan said: "It may take several months, years, or even more than ten years. The longer the time, the greater the harvest."

Chu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows: "How long has the longest been?"

"The last time I entered Tongling Pavilion was the Emperor." Lan Mingxuan said: "I have been in there for eleven years."

Chu Zhiyuan looked in the direction of the palace.

Li Miaotandao: "How many people in the world have the qualifications and understanding of fathers."

Li Cunren shook his head helplessly: "None of us can inherit the qualifications of our father."

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Li Miaotan.

Li Miaotan said: "I am not as qualified as my father."

Li Cunren said: "If the Twelve were not bloodlined, they would be far inferior to the father."

"I admire you." Chu Zhiyuan said.
To be continued...